Again, I'm sorry for throwing a wrenCH into the works with my (probably pointless) last-minute word changes. Here's Diane with the "old" word bleaCH (on my way to look up this verse) and the new word sketCH.

She assumed that
talent is enough.
In attempting a leap
from best friend's
praise to stories inThe New Yorker,
she clearly forgot to
practice take-offs
and landings.

--Diane Mayr 2015

A curious and interesting metaphor. Donna will not rest until she gets EVERY poem written! Here are her clever, special sketCH poem and her bleaCH poem, and check out her first round piece at the March Madness Tournament, too.

A Woman's Work is Never Done

A little bleach, a lot of soap;So why the dirt and grime again?I scrubbed it twenty years ago -Why should it need recleaning then?

Sketch it is. What wonderful poems with such imagery are offered today by you, Heidi, Jone, and Charles. I will try to sketch out my thoughts later after I deliver PD today to a group of Long Island teachers.

Heidi, I decided to combing Michelle Barne's ditty challenge on writing a tanka with the word sketch.My offering is included at my blog site, http://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2015/03/listen-to-write.html. Thanks for stretching my limits each day. Your poetry is helping me get inspired each day.